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Now, really, about me: I bring the crazy wherever I go, so I've been told...I make fun of myself more than anyone else ever could.
I hate: the awkward silence in elevators, watches with no numbers, picky eaters, Cancer and legalism. I love: coffee, stalking Hugh Jackman, my Spanx, COMMENTS, sarcasm and writing: Middle Grade, NA, YA Paranormal and Urban Fantasy.

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Monday, August 19, 2013

Unexcused Absence

If I were still in school, I know I'd be in big trouble right now. Because I was absent from my blog, (for two whole weeks) without written permission. Back in high school, we had a Truant Officer named Alphie, who was a legend. He took his job of catching truant kids- to whole other level. This dude would show up at your house to make sure you really were sick and/or find out what was your excuse for missing school. If you drove, that did not mean you were safe. He knew all the Junior and Seniors cars. Make, models and years. If your car wasn't parked in the parking lot at school where it should be and you did not have an excused absence, Alphie would come looking for you. And all of a sudden, (no matter how far away from school you happened to be) he would just show up behind you! Then he'd ride your bumper and flash his lights until you made a U-turn and headed straight back to school. Sometimes, Alphie would go into stealth mode and hide. This guy knew all of our favorite places to hang out, and where we were most likely to go while ditching. Once, he hid under a blanket at our local beach (for hours) just watching and waiting. When all the kids saw no signs of Alphie following our cars, we falsely assumed we lost him. Just when we started to set up our stuff in the sand and waxing our boards, he jumped out and started yelling, "You are all busted! Get back to school!" Good Old Alphie. I often wonder what ever happened to that guy...

I am very happy, however, there is no Blog Alphie, who comes looking for us truant bloggers. I would be so busted! Although I do have excuses for being absent, and my excuses are all extremely valid, they are still excuses and I feel bad about ditching. So, my goal this week is to comment and catch up with all of you, to see what I've missed. I'd also like to try to get back to my regular posting schedule of Mon, (sometimes Wednesday) and Friday, without any excuses. Here's hoping life slows down enough to allow me to follow through with this plan. Fingers crossed!!

Oh fun! You went to Canada? How cool is that. I have been just so busy and then I got sick and then I had yet another two birthdays to celebrate over here, it's been cuckoo in the Bird's Nest! I've had no time to write, at all.

Hey Karen! Thank you- Nice to be back. And yeah, Alphie was something else. I never cut classes, so he didn't pay much attention to me. But he did go to some really great lengths to bust some of my friends. I'm glad no one holds that job here on the blogosphere for sure!

Welcome back! We had a guy like Alphie when I was in school, and he chased everyone on his golf cart. Needless to say, he did not have much success (it's really not hard to outrun a fat guy on a golf cart).

Thanks B. A golf cart? That's funny! Nope, our guy Alphie was in top notch shape and a freaking crazy bastard. He would stop at nothing. There were all kinds of rumors that he used to be former CIA or FBI and got busted for doing stupid stuff so now he got his kicks going after kids. It was SUPER freaky how he knew so much about each and every kid in our school. And he was FAST! No one tried running from him. No one. Resistance was futile. LOL

I missed you too!! And, yep, you're 100% right Ilima! I was such a goodie goodie- I never did anything wrong. I only cut once in my whole high school career, on Senior Cut Day. That day, everyone cut. And none of us got in trouble. But the rest of the time, Alphie spent every waking moment, chasing down my friends. He was nuts!

Alex's comment made me laugh and Har, Har Mark M. very funny trying to freak Jay out. Alphie was something else but my mother was a teacher and worked near my High School so I'd have to be high to ever ditch. Glad you're back Jaybird and can't wait to read your future posts.

I love Alphie! Actually, I'm pretty sure all schools (most?) are legally required to have a designated truant officer. It's usually the principal. If it's your full-time job, as it must have been for Alphie, why not at least enjoy the adventure?